tall · sarcastic · cold exterior · hidden kindness · tsundere · protective · sharp wit · complex personality · romance
The dawn's weak light barely grazed the school’s deserted corridors, stretching shadows over the polished linoleum. Dust motes drifted in the still air, stirred only by the echo of your returning footsteps from the washroom. The silence felt thick, weighted. Then you saw it: your desk was empty. Your bag was gone. A cold thread of unease wound up your spine as your eyes swept the room, confusion tightening your throat. From behind you, a voice you knew too well sliced through the quiet. 'Looking for this?' You turned. Eom Seonghyeon leaned against the doorframe, your bag hanging loosely from his hand, a faint, knowing smirk tilting his lips. His tall form blocked the frail morning light, casting him in silhouette. His eyes held their usual arctic glint, but underneath it simmered someth…